This is a private club, entry by membership only. Every day they host just one group, and everyone inside is on the host's personal invitation list. Xu Huo was brought along by Xin Rong at the last minute, but he'd given his friends a heads up, so everyone politely greeted him.
There were twelve people in the lounge, two of whom were women. Judging by their outfits, most looked quite similar to Xin Rong, all carrying themselves with an air of confidence. Only two people were sitting a little farther off; from their behavior, it was obvious they had come along with someone else.
"Xin Rong, your helper here is pretty young." A man in a pink suit and matching sunglasses leaned back in his plush chair, swirling a glass of wine. He joked, "Can he handle it?"
"Get outta here, my buddy doesn't know a thing about weapons. He's purely here for fun." Xin Rong let Xu Huo find a seat anywhere, then walked over to grab a bottle of wine.
